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❆  ⸻   #𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆 : 𝖠𝗇  𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍,  𝖧𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗅𝗒  𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾,  𝖺𝗇𝖽  𝖯𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗍𝖾  𝗋𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒  𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀  𝖿𝗈𝗋  𝖬𝗂𝗓𝗎𝗇𝗈  𝖠𝗆𝗂  (水野  亜美,  𝖬𝗂𝗓𝗎𝗇𝗈  𝖠𝗆𝗂)  𝖺𝗄𝖺  𝖲𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗈𝗋  𝖬𝖾𝗋𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗒  (セーラーマーキュリー,  𝖲ē𝗋ā  𝖬ā𝗄𝗒𝗎𝗋ī)  𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆  𝖭𝖺𝗈𝗄𝗈  𝖳𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗎𝖼𝗁𝗂'𝗌  𝖡𝖨𝖲𝖧𝖮𝖴𝖩𝖮  𝖲𝖤𝖭𝖲𝖧𝖨  𝖲𝖠𝖨𝖫𝖮𝖱  𝖬𝖮𝖮𝖭  (美少女戦士セーラームーン  𝖡𝗂𝗌𝗁ō𝗃𝗈  𝖲𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂  𝖲ē𝗋ā  𝖬ū𝗇).  𝖯𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗒𝖺𝗅  𝗈𝖿  𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌  𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋  𝗂𝗌  𝖧𝖤𝖠𝖵𝖨𝖫𝖸  𝖨𝖭𝖥𝖫𝖴𝖤𝖭𝖢𝖤𝖣  𝖻𝗒  𝗍𝗁𝖾  𝟤𝟢𝟢𝟥  𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾  𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇  𝖩𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗇𝖾𝗌𝖾  𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇  𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒  𝖦𝗎𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗇  𝖲𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗈𝗋  𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇.  𝖶𝗂𝗍𝗁  𝗆𝗒  𝗈𝗐𝗇  𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇𝗌  𝖺𝗇𝖽  𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍  𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗅𝗎𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌  𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆  𝗍𝗁𝖾  𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇  𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺  𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄.  𝖶𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇  𝖻𝗒  𝖡𝖱𝖮𝖮𝖪𝖫𝖸𝖭.  𝖤𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽  𝗂𝗇  𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟤.  ────────────────────────────────────────────

𝐏𝐒𝐀 : 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚗𝚘𝚗-𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝟹𝟶+ 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚜 𝟷𝟾+. 𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝟸𝟷+. 𝚁𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎.

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𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑 : 𝖳𝗁𝖾  𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌  𝗈𝖿  𝖲𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗈𝗋  𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇,  𝖺𝗅𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁  𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀  𝗍𝗁𝖾  𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌  𝗈𝖿  𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌,  𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅  𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗌  𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁  𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗒  𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀  𝖺𝖽𝗎𝗅𝗍  𝗍𝗈𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗌  𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗁  𝖺𝗌  𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾,  𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁,  𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖽  𝗌𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗋𝗌,  𝖼𝗈𝖺𝗋𝗌𝖾  𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗀𝖾,  𝗌𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾  𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗎𝖾  &  𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽  𝗌𝖾𝗑𝗎𝖺𝗅  𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌  𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅  𝖻𝖾  𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗒𝗓𝖾𝖽  𝗈𝗇  𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌  𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀.  𝖨𝖿  𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌  𝗂𝗌  𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾  𝗍𝗈  𝗒𝗈𝗎,  𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾  𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾  𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿  𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆  𝗆𝗒  𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀.  𝖭𝗈  𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗆,  𝗇𝗈  𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗅.  𝖨𝗍𝗌  𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀  𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅.  𝖸𝗈𝗎  𝖺𝗋𝖾  𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾  𝖿𝗈𝗋  𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋  𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌  𝖺𝗇𝖽  𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀  𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾  𝗈𝖿  𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋  𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗅  𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗍𝗁  𝖻𝗒  𝖼𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀  𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋  𝗌𝗉𝖺𝖼𝖾  𝗍𝗁𝖾  𝗐𝖺𝗒  𝗒𝗈𝗎  𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽  𝗂𝗍  𝗍𝗈  𝖻𝖾.  𝖠𝗅𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁  𝖨  𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅  𝖽𝗈  𝗆𝗒  𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍  𝖺𝗇𝖽  𝗍𝖺𝗀  𝖺𝖼𝖼𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝗒  𝖺𝗌  𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌  𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗌𝖾,  𝖨  𝖠𝖬  𝖭𝖮𝖳  𝖱𝖤𝖲𝖯𝖮𝖭𝖨𝖡𝖫𝖤  𝖥𝖮𝖱  𝖸𝖮𝖴𝖱  𝖲𝖯𝖠𝖢𝖤  𝖮𝖱  𝖬𝖤𝖭𝖳𝖠𝖫  𝖶𝖤𝖫𝖫𝖡𝖤𝖨𝖭𝖦.  𝖯𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾  𝖽𝗈  𝗇𝗈𝗍  𝗌𝗎𝖻𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍  𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿  𝗍𝗈  𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍  𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍  𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅  𝖺𝖿𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍  𝗒𝗈𝗎;  𝗂𝗍  𝗂𝗌𝗇'𝗍  𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗁  𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌.  𝖠𝗅𝗌𝗈,  𝖿𝗈𝗋  𝖺𝗅𝗅  𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌  𝖺𝗇𝖽  𝗉𝗎𝗋𝗉𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗌  𝗈𝗇  𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌  𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀,  𝖨  𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅  𝗇𝗈𝗍  𝖻𝖾  𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀  𝗂𝗇  𝗌𝖾𝗑𝗎𝖺𝗅  𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍  𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁  𝖠𝗆𝗂  𝖺𝗌  𝖺  𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗈𝗋.  𝖲𝗎𝖼𝗁  𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍  𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅  𝖻𝖾  𝗂𝗇  𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗌  𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒  𝖿𝗈𝗋  𝖺𝗇  𝗈𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋  𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇  𝗈𝖿  𝗍𝗁𝖾  𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋  𝗌𝖾𝗍  𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋  𝗍𝗁𝖾  𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌  𝗈𝖿  𝗍𝗁𝖾  𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌.  𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒  𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅  𝖻𝖾  𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋  𝗍𝗁𝖾  𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗌:  ✩｡:*•.»  ☿  𝖫𝗂𝖿𝖾  𝗁𝖺𝗌  𝖺  𝖿𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗒  𝗐𝖺𝗒  𝗈𝖿  𝖬𝖮𝖵𝖨𝖭𝖦  𝖮𝖭  (  𝖠𝖢𝖳  𝖨𝖨𝖨  ),  ✩｡:*•.»  ☿  𝖯𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀  𝖣𝖱.  𝖬𝖨𝖹𝖴𝖭𝖮  (  𝖠𝖢𝖳  𝖵  ).  𝖨𝖿  𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾  𝖺  𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉  𝖿𝗈𝗋  𝖠𝗆𝗂,  𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍  𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅  𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈  𝖻𝖾  𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁  𝖺𝗇  𝗈𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋  𝖠𝗆𝗂  𝖺𝗇𝖽  𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅  𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾  𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋  𝗍𝖺𝗀  (𝗂.𝖾:  ✩｡:*•.»  ☿  𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋  𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾  𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌  𝗆𝗒  𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍  𝖤𝖷𝖯𝖫𝖮𝖣𝖤!  (  𝖸𝖴𝖲𝖴𝖪𝖤  𝖷  𝖠𝖬𝖨  )  ).  𝖳𝗁𝖾  𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇  𝗈𝖿  𝖺  𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌  𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗍  𝖻𝖾  𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝗈𝗋𝖾𝖽  𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆  𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒  𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗅𝖾  𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁  𝖨  𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅  𝗍𝗋𝗒  𝗍𝗈  𝗀𝗈  𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾  𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀  𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾  𝗈𝖿  𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾  𝗈𝗇  𝗆𝗒  𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀. 

𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆 𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄. 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃.

❆  ⸻ 𝐌𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲. ❆  ⸻ 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝. 𝐈 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞. ❆  ⸻ 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧, 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐊𝐚𝐬. 𝐊𝐚𝐬 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰. ❆  ⸻ 𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢-𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢-𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩. 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝐩. 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞ⵑ ❆  ⸻ 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞 ❆  ⸻ 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐳𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐞 & 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮. ❆  ⸻ 𝐋𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭ⵑ ❆  ⸻ 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.

[sleetsong]

「𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘」

Stand Type: Long-Range / Utility

Appearance: A sleek, humanoid Stand made of translucent blue crystal and flowing water, with circuitry-like lines running across its body. Its face resembles a smooth visor displaying constantly shifting data.

Stats Power: C Speed: A Range: A (up to 50 meters) Durability: B Precision: A Potential: A

Ability: 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐲 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐬

Blue Monday is continuously gathers information about everything within its range—body temperature, heartbeat, muscle tension, breathing, trajectories, and environmental conditions.

After observing an opponent for several seconds, it can accurately predict their next movements and identify subtle weaknesses in their fighting style. The longer the observation, the more precise its predictions become. Time is key for this stand but it also understand that sometimes, enough time is not allotted for peak performance. While able to survive in single combat, this stand excels as backup for his teammates and allowing for others stands to set up certain moves.

Ability: 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐳𝐞𝐧 𝐄𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

The Stand condenses moisture in the air into nearly invisible sheets of supercooled water. These can:

Create frictionless ice to disrupt footing, creating difficult terrain for stands that are dependent on being on the ground.

Form razor-thin blades of ice which can either be launched as projectiles or can be form a barrier around the stand user, protecting them from anything trying to encroach on their space. It can also act like as temporary armor for more physical adept stands (i.e: Armor of Agathys from D&D)

Generate reflective surfaces that distort depth perception.

Freeze joints or weapons on contact. This is reliant on Blue Monday getting into close contact with other stand or weapon & being made to predict incoming attacks on the fly.

The ice is strongest in humid environments and weakest in dry climates. The desert is not this stand's best friend & they are more likely to get predictions wrong with the lack of water in the air which allows them to map out their surrounding & pick up other people.

Ability: 𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐤

After fully analyzing a target, Blue Monday can "lock" one predictable action for a brief moment.

Examples:

A punch that is just slow enough to be avoided.

A gunshot veers slightly off target.

A fleeing opponent stumbles at the worst possible moment.

It doesn't stop actions entirely. Its main focus is to exploits the target's own momentum and predictability to make their intended move fail. This move is usually reliant in the information gathered by mercury analysis.

While this stand can be formidable in battle, due to mostly utility-esque moveset, Blue Monday comes with its own set of drawbacks.

Weaknesses

Requires time to analyze unfamiliar opponents.

Limited direct offensive power.

Dry environments reduce the effectiveness of its ice-based abilities.

Erratic or random fighting styles are harder to predict.

Blue Monday is meant to be the tactician of a group. It is able to work alone if need be but excels in group combat.

It is as strong & useful as the stand around it. It will study its party & help them maximize their builds in an attempt to prepare them for the next opponent. Stands that are reliant on stealth or invisibility will have a hard time getting past Blue Monday and it's continuous surveillance of the field. It's off hand ability to mess with the moisture in the air allow for it to read for the smallest disruption.

Its fast acting ability to provide back up & administer support for both stand and their users make it a viable addition to a group.

[thuganomxcs]

"I dunno, ya probably said you'd never date while in school either and look at us." Damn near have a sex life on top of it. Main thing he wanted to sink into her head was the classic 'never say never'. She might feel this way now but there might be a time confidence rears its head, and she's threatening him to never show anyone else.

However, that moment doesn't last too long as she seems fixated on the tiger, as if a tiger would be the wildest thing he's ever brought back to her house. "Ya know..big cat with stripes. I'm not saying I have a tiger on demand this time. But it's nice t' know I can count on ya if I ever come across another wild exotic animal." His days in the yakuza were unorthodox to day the least.

[sleetsong]

It was a very good thing he just casually slipped that in there for it moved the conversation along. Ami didn't know what to make of his little question. It felt more like PROBING than anything else. ❝ Even if I had a the room, what makes YOU think I'd be ok with a wild beast in my home?! ❞ Wasn't there a place where he could store away WAYWARD souls?! Surely he could convince Genkai better than he could persuade her of something so off the wall.

The elevator finally DINGED! on their floor for the restaurant. To think that all of this still took place in an elevator. Once the door opened, she quickly COMPOSED herself so that she didn't look HALF-CRAZED. This was supposed to be a nice night out. She needed to drop the tiger conversation.

❝ You're better off asking a favor from Koenma-san. ❞ She finalized before walking out of the elevator.

[stardstschlar]

There's a quirk of the lips as he listens to her words, teals glancing back though they'd glinted slightly. It was an unexpected song to hear from her, but he couldn't deny it sounded interesting. Writing down a few things before setting the pencil down, the Joestar releases a hum before his focus shifts to his companion.

He'd never been real heavy into the real loud, heavy music. His dad, Kujo Sadao, had been a jazz musician. Often playing softer music since the younger had been a child, it was what he'd grown up listening to. And then he added pop music to his list of music that was slowly ever growing. Again, listening to what had sounded extremely appeasing to his ears. He remembers that's why Polnareff had called him boring, because his taste in music had sort of been...minute.

Kakyoin had often teased him as well, though it wasn't as overbearing as Polnareff's teasing had been. The redhead liked some guy named Sting, if he remembered right. The ravenette remembered telling his friend that he would try and give the musician a listen when they returned home. Unfortunately, that never happened, because in the end; he lost a best friend. It would have only served as a constant reminder of a promise that had been failed to have been met.

"What's the band's name?" Jotaro questioned, leaning back in his seat while facing Ami fully. Curiosity fully piqued, intrigue shown within his gaze. Was this his way of getting to know her a bit better? Yes, yes it was. Because learning about someone's interests and likes were one of the simplest ways of befriending someone. At least; both Polnareff and Kakyoin had mentioned this to him in passing once in the car ride. An look at him now; he was at least trying to build that bridge so she didn't have to feel like she was on edge around him.

Strange, wasn't it?

[sleetsong]

Honestly, she didn't expect him to take AN INTEREST in what she was listening to. In fact, Ami's music taste were all over the place. Sure, there was some pop in there but it mostly a mix of 80'S GLAM ROCK, POP & MANY OTHERS. Some song weren't even from the same CONTINENT, ranging in different LANGUAGES & BEATS. Every emotion had its preferred song choice for the occasion.

The worst part though is when people WANTED TO HEAR IT FOR THEMSELVES. Ami didn't think her self weird. Funny enough, she had enough self-esteem in herself to not to think herself in THAT light. But, didn't mean others wouldn't think so. ❝ Djo. The song is called Egg. Its not hard on the ears. Its just monotone; allows for you to just listen to the music, the words & just linger with it. ❞ Ami made small hand gestures, almost WAVE-LIKE, like she was pushing water through her fingertips, almost like she was still hearing the music in her mind.

Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out her little device & removed the headset from the jack & placed it on the table between the two of them. ❝ Do...do you wanna listen? ❞ She offered, motioning with her hand for him to press PLAY if he so saw fit.

It did make her CURIOUS though as to what about it got his interest. Up until this point, they had essentially been STRICLY BUISNESS. Which was fine, she didn't ask to be his friend & he didn't offer friendship. If they were just FRIENDLY, that would just have to do. But, this was such a surprise! Maybe they will have something to talk about that wasn't HISTORY OR MATH BASED. You know, to break the tension sometime.

[sleetsong]

"Our whole world carries the burden of your family's grief."

𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓.

This argument was stressful enough & want to run away & pretend like nothing was happening dared to move her feet away from him. But, Ami voted against it; she wanted to face whatever was going on. It was odd to think that before they were knee deep in their relationship, the only thing the really argued about was whether or not school was MANDATORY for the likes of him. He damn near got a power point presentation out of her defending why it was necessary to AT LEAST finish high school.

But this, this was different. Unlike Yusuke, Ami didn't really feel any sort of about her family. Or at least, that's how she attempted to have to look. Ami cared more about her LACK of a family unit than she let on & it didn't help that Yusuke was more INTUTITUVE than she cared for in some aspects.

𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒.

❝ Stop it, Yusuke! ❞ She spat, her head turned away from him with a grimace. Not wanting him to see her AGITATION. It was very hard to get under her skin but it wasn't IMPOSSIBLE. ❝ My family has nothing to do with this or anything we have going on. ❞ Ami tried DESPERATELY to not follow the same path that ended her mother's marriage. One works or keeps away to much & the other feels so neglected that they seek that affection else where. AN UNSPOKEN FEAR. & with it being so, ami tried her best to make sure that nothing feel to the waste side. But, she couldn't balance it all.

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍.

❝ You don't know what you're talking about. ❞

𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝟑𝟑

[sleetsong]

"Sooo sweetheart what'd ya think??" It's funny how Yusuke could all of a sudden fit into taller people's uniforms these days. This time around, he's wearing the uniform hotel's cleaning service. "Got this for the little case, somethin' juicy too..might be infidelity in the workplace. It'd definitely go towards the repairs and adjustments I wanna make t' the truck..and also..extra school funds for your degree in medicine."

To see SO MUCH JOY on his face when it came to these little sting operations managed to make Ami giggle somewhat. The suit was a bit TIGHT on him but it didn't look like it was too tight on him. He should be able to move properly & if something were to happen where he had to REALLY MOVE, then the lost of the outfit was the least of his worries. She had a book in hand as she waited for him to emerge from the bathroom. Ami had finally GIVEN IN SOMEWHAT to the idea of them living together. It wasn't a permanent thing thought. It was more of TEST RUN. She stayed once a week out of the month to see how they both faired with eachother in their space. This way, they the ability to talk & adapt to things.

This was one of the weeks she was there & thus, she knew A TINY BIT about this mission he was talking about. ❝ You don't have to put any more towards anything of mine, Yusuke. You have other things to be worried about. If you have no where for it to go, just save it. That could come in handy for a rainy day. ❞ Ami was lucky enough to be RIDING THE WAVE of a scholarship & whatever wasn't covered, her mother took care of. All her years of hard work & dedication paid off in dividends. & the work was STILL not done.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒.

She placed her book down & crawled to him, sitting up on her knees to fix the front of his outfit. ❝ But...I won't be UPSET if you just so happen to buy something sweet for me when this is all over. Until then, save your money & invest in yourself. ❞

[sleetsong]

"Oh no, too much effort."

❝ & you wonder why your grades are they way they are, Kurosaki-kun ❞ Her eyebrow gave a bit of a TWITCH at his reluctance to even TRY & give her flash cards a shot. Last she checked, she could leave at any moment & leave him to his own DEVICES. Surely he could figure out the lesson plan he WASN'T PRESENT FOR. ❝ I am not trying to force it down your throat but you could at least give it a shot! The cards will make it easier! ❞

The roof top was the most PRIVATE spot she could think of in order to PRESERVE his dignity among---who truly knows. OCEAN-FILLED HUES locked onto him as she lifted the cards one more time. ❝ You're defeating yourself before even giving it a trying. Come on. I'll purchase us some YAKISOBA if you get through at least ten of them, ok? ❞

He Ichigo was anything like Usagi, the prospect of food might be enough to TURN THE TIDES in her favor.

𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝟑𝟑

[eternallykakurenbo]

Asakusa 2026

[realitycheckviolence]

Tokyo

[uroko]

Rainy Night in Tokyo // valvey_film

[sleetsong-a]

---; A Character Study

Family life

Nuclear family: "In its most common usage, refers to a household consisting of a father, a mother, and their children, all in one household dwelling."  

It was & is still in some cases, seen as the epitome of a successful life. The husband provides while the wife is a homemaker & her children are instilled with the modern day values that will help shape their core personality & governing them as they venture out into the world whilst being the representation of how their mother & father raised them in the home. 

& while that was not the route her family took, they still married & through their love at the time, conceive a lovely child. The picture was starting to become perfect. Their home was coming together & progress was being made. & then, the careers of both began to blossom. Her father, an artist, found himself on the road alot more, showcasing his work & stockpiling money to send home. At first, it wasn't something her mother couldn't handle. In fact, his creativity was on the reason she fell in love in the first place. His colorful view of the world verses her more analytical approach created a beautiful balance between the two of them. 

Then one week passed. Then two. The dust would settle & the broken heart began to set in Whenever he would come home. This pattern would happen for alittle over a year; the interaction had become minimum not just for her Saeko, but for Ami as well however, the child did not put too much stock in it for her father still tried. He could still try & keep something with her. Her mother, on the other hand, knew what had happened. The way he looked at her was different. The way he acted & held her was different. The bright colors he once brought to her life were slowly morphing into shades of grey & she couldn't understand why until---she saw it. On a shirt, inside the color, kiss marks. 

Their confrontation was not explosive. It was not raging. It was not destructive. It was intense, stern & firm. "How long" Was all muttered before the conversation took place. He didn't fight, he didn't scream nor beg. He packed a bag and in the dead of night he left to gather himself think of the next steps. & With him gone, Saeko did what she tried so hard not to do infront of him for his did not deserve to see her shattered. She sat on the bed and cried into their wedding photo. And from her room, with the door ajar, a young girl witnessed the sounds of her beloved mother crying & overcome with her own emotion & inability to fix what was wrong, cried silently too.

It has been years since that day & while Saeko & her ex husband do not speak, in her daughter's presence refuses to speak ill of her. Instead, she opts to speak of him at all. Which is even more of a detriment to a child. Her father from time to time will send a painting home addressed to Ami. She keeps them but does not display them in the home out of respect for her mother & her outward disdain for her father. 

Ami always wondered if that was why she was out of house & working as much as she did. There is not telling if there was any settlement or if Saeko let his ex-husband go free without a fight for her own sanity but to take on the burden of being a single parent & being responsible full time is a something Ami is forever grateful for. She didn't drag it out. She didn't allow her divorce to get ugly. She refused to cause her daughter anymore grief because the answer to the question of "why is daddy leaving" would devastate such a young soul. The love she has for her child is what keeps her working all hours of the day & night & gone for days at a time. Its why she finds herself commutating with her child through prepared meals made late at night or days in advance with notes & well wishes for the days made up to mask the silent apology for not being home again. This was her way of showing Ami that in the end, you have to be able to rely on yourself & be your own biggest support system. At the end day, no matte how many friends & relationships we accumulate, we still need to be able to support ourselves in our darkest moments. We must have self perseverance.

& it because of that, that Ami can never find herself upset or angry with Saeko. She will never deem what she did for her little family wrong. The lonely nights & quiet living space is just reminders of what she was doing & that she had to do it. As a woman, Ami empathized with Saeko. The heartbreak & betrayal she endured had to have been world shattering. The perception of love being long lasting must have also now be misconstrued. The well of love Ami has for her mother & her the respect she has for her sacrifice is overflowing.

    Their family is tiny. Their family is broken. Their family is unconventional. & that's ok.

[sleetsong-a]

  ---; 𝐀 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐲

                      𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐒

There are five love languages that translates to people your feelings towards them, whether it be romantic, platonic for familial. 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐐𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬, 𝐆𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐬,  𝐏𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡. While some are more craved for then others, they all are needed in order to obtain and maintain long lasting relationships. 

𝐆𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐆𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠

This is the number one way Ami shows her love. She does not expect the kindness to be returned for the value of seeing the person's face when receiving the gift is enough for the reward system in her brain to react. Ami finds enjoyment in curating gifts that are specific to whomever she is giving it to. For birthdays, holidays or just as a way to say 'thank you for being here' Ami lets the unsuspecting person tell her what they want with the context clues of their lives. Colors, words, accents and anything else that tells the quiet stories of people and their lives. For her, there is something magical about finding or making something that is specific to a person. It shows that person that you are present in their life, in every conversation whether they are aware of not. That their life is meaningful including the parts that don't get enough sunlight. This is the way Ami pens her messages of love to people.          - ❝𝐼 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝘩𝑜𝑤, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑠𝘩𝑜𝑤 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑. 𝐼𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙. 𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡.❞

𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬

This act is almost tied with gift giving but comes in second place. However, there is nothing secondary about it. If asked to do a task if it means to help someone in needs, Ami does not hesitate to drop what she is doing to lend aid. This involves a level of trust that must exist between all parties involves and she sees a beauty in knowing that she is trusted with someone's needs, their care, their heart. For in trusting someone, you are offering your heart to them as well. You are showing that you need for help that might not be showcased to others. In offering that vulnerability, you are entrusting that the person will not damage it. Ami finds this act of love endearing because it calls on the recipient to let go of control and believe in the person they are giving it to. She doesn't take that strength for granted and instead nurtures it by offering her own heart in return.                       - ❝𝐼 𝑣𝑎𝑙𝑢𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑒. 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑠𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑡. 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑐𝘩𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑠𝘩 𝑖𝑡. 𝐼 𝑐𝘩𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑠𝘩 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝘩 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑎𝑚.❞

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

For a person who self-esteem is on display for the world to see by her own folly (albeit for her own good), the meaningful words of others do often times manage to banish away the demon know as self doubt. This is ranked in the middle for Ami for she is a firm believer in actions speak louder than words even could. An only child from a broken family, Ami learned very young that words can be thrown around haphazardly without a care for the people who they are being said to. She knows now that they were meant to soft the blow up of her family life but has made everlasting damage to her psyche. Ami needs things to be hammered home to her; she will not believe the statement otherwise. Any one can say the words and give false meaning behind them but very few can put for the real, raw emotion that is needed to get through to her. Ami has been shown that nothing lasts forever; that vows taken can mean the world one day, and mean nothing the next. While sweet nothings are nice in theory, if your heart is closed off they will wither and die with the changing season. Words of affirmation will only stick with Ami with persistence and patience; knowing that this is not a refelction of the person and their inability to get through but just shows that pieces of a broken girl who desperate to believe it but can't bring herself to hear it. - ❝𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑒 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝘩𝑎𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑒𝑑, 𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑛 𝑏𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠. 𝑇𝘩𝑒𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑤𝘩𝑖𝑙𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑞𝑢𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑛 𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑.❞

𝐐𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞

Time in the end, is all we have to speak of everything we have done in this world. Yet, it means so little to those who have wrapped their identity in their loneiless. Ami thrives in her solutide not because she wanted to, but because he had to. With both her mother and father having professional lives that took them away most of the time, Ami had to learn to be comfortable in the silence. It was always there. It asked for nothing but her company and in it, she found a safety the world couldn't provide her. A invasion of that without her consent feels violent to her and can cause Ami to lash out and act coldly towards those who know not the reason for her outburst. While she doesn't outright rejects nor detests sharing space with others, it is not something she outwardly advertises. Yet, the more time spent in the company of others, the less appealing the silence is. It is terrifying. It is becoming a want she doesn't understand and knows not what to do with it. A break in a pattern she formed to find solace in the loneliness she feels. To know that you can be safe with others outside of the bubble almost seems imagery.  -  ❝𝐼 𝘩𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠. 𝐼 𝘩𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠. 𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠. 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑒 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝘩𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑖𝑡 𝑛𝑜 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒?❞

𝐏𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡

Human beings connect first by touch. When we are born, we have placed upon our mother's chest for the warmth and first initial contact. We drink from her breast for noursment, she cradles us when we cry and and as we grow, we learn the ways touch conveys words, emotions, intent, and thought processes. Many things that lack the word equvalinet can be spoke throught the language of touch. Yet, that such a concept is seen as foreign and invasive to someone who is touch starved. While she does not doubt that her mother and father do love her, their way of showing such emotion is abstract and vauge at best. Dissection is needed in order to impterpret the emotion behind sticky notes and chicken scratch letters. Ami can recall the last time her mother has hugged her, down to the date and time and if asked about it, while her lips might mouth something akin to it was lovely, her eyes show an encased sadness of being able to recall the last time she felt physical touch. While her friends sometimes do make it a point to touch and hug her if need be, Ami will tense in their embrace. Skin crawls and the need to crawl out of her skin becomes more than she can be. Yet, she witstand it and stays in their embrace; she thinks that exspoure would help such actions not feel so awkward. So invasive. So....there are no words to give it. It hurts. It confuses. It leaves her open to whatever may be. And maybe...that is a good thing. For the lack of it will only make it worse in the long run. It is needed. It is wanted and the realization of knowing that, breaks her heart. - ❝𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑟𝑒𝘩𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝘩𝑦 𝑖𝑡 𝘩𝑢𝑟𝑡𝑠 𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜. 𝐼 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜. 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝘩 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑖𝑡 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑛 𝐼 𝘩𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛.❞

[thuganomxcs]

“Kinda insulted you’d think i’d take that kinda picture of you..” He’d give her a pout, was he really that bad that he wasn’t given the slight benefit of a doubt?? Now it’s got him wondering how much she really truly admire him, considering how quick she was ablr to doubt him and assume he had nefarious photos of her, as if he was stil that thug and pervert she had to force into school.

Then came the sound of the utter bewilderment of how he was even able to grab such a photo and those little thoughts slipped straight out of his mind as he was more than ready to dazzle her. “A good detective’s always gotta be in the right spot t’ get his evidence. That and you really don’t pay too much attention t’ your surroundings when it comes t’ school. Most of your focus is really on whatever it is you’re doin’.”

It’s not hard to sneak up on anyone when they don’t even expect you there is something he’d say. “The only time I’d have a nude of yours is here will be the day you send it t’ me yourself.” Then again even if he does get one..it would be buried into the barrage of other pictures that he takes involving cases he’d get on a weekly basis. “I mean you can tell him yourself if ya wanna meet him..also, can a tiger fit into your apartment?? I’m jus’ spitballin’ a question here.” He asked as his eye managed to spot the picture regarding a new message he had just received.

[sleetsong]

For a moment, Ami wanted to take it all back. Never did she want to make Yusuke feel that she thought he was just like EVERYONE ELSE. Or ever think of him as lesser. She knew at the end of the day that the BEHAVIOR that Yusuke exhibits was just something he did; a defense mechanism in order to BUFFER the world off of him. But, when it came to those he cared for, it was almost a NIGHT & DAY SWITCH. & when it came to her, it was almost completely different. That in it of itself made her feel extra special; there was a part of him RESERVED just for her. She's never want to damage that or damage him in anyway.

BUT! She didn't have to worry for too long, for like a gold fish, his HURT & CONCERN went right out the window when Ami made mention when he was able to take the picture. Embarrassment almost threated to wash over her face. How the hell did she not notice! & CLEARLY no one else did either! They all couldn't have been that engrossed in their work. Ami straightened back up, a TINGE of pink coming over her face; the embarrassment didn't fully escape her. It just took a little bit longer to show up on her face.

❝ Well, that's NOT going to happen. Do not hope nor wish for such a thing. ❞ A lone eye opened to look over at Yusuke. ❝ I'd like to keep some form of dignity. ❞ The CHEEKY behavior didn't last for long. It was overshadows by the shock of what she just heard; what he tried to SLIDE by her like she didn't hear; her head nearly broke it as turned back to him. ❝ WHAT DO YOU MEAN A TIGER?! ❞

[stardstschlar]

@sleetsong asked: “ I'm crawlin' out of my skin. ”

It was during one of the moments she'd come over to help him with the lessons. Granted, he'd been returning back to school - sticking to going, perhaps, a day or two out of the week. Deep down, he'd been incredibly thankful to Ami for her persistence, her perseverance and the stubbornness she exuded when it came to dealing with him. There were questions he asked, pretty sure they sounded incredibly ridiculous at times to which, he was then reminded that there were no stupid questions.

He's heard that a few times in his life, but then; it never stuck with him. It was already afternoon, the two had been stuck with their noses in the books for a good few hours when Jotaro had decided he needed a break. His frustrations were slightly high, but that wasn't his classmate's fault at all, he knew that. It was more so the school's fault for expecting the students to have a full understanding of this stuff. Okay, it wasn't that complicated, but it was all worded a bit tricky.

He'd excused himself to go grab a drink, only to return hearing the words softly spoken. What the fuck? Was this a song of some sort? He wasn't quite familiar with a lot of the other genre's of music, mostly kept to pop - like Michael Jackson, or his favorite; Toshinobu Kubota. Silently he steps back into the room with drinks in hand, opting to have taken care of getting them rather than leaning on his mother to do so. While her hospitality was appreciated, the Kujo would rather she not worry about something so miniscule.

"So, that a song or somethin'?" He questions as he takes his seat once more, placing the drinks upon the desk. He was certain he may have just surprised her ( or possibly not ) but he was curious. Slipping over the drink towards his companion, teals take the smaller one in for a moment before he scoots in and picks up the pencil to get back to work. "Didn't think you'd be someone to say something like that." Ami, to his chagrin, had been full of surprises, if he's honest.

[sleetsong]

As much as she didn't like to admit it, there was were VERY FEW instances where studying got the best of her. While Ami made it a habit to not outwardly portray that, internally, she wanted to so at least something else in order to not have the day seem as MONOTONUS as it could be. The session had now been establish & the routine was damn near the same. Ami did not look to change it though; this was CURATED for him & if this was working, then we'll stick to it. Besides, this also allowed her to REINFORCE the material for herself. When you learn so much, sometimes things tend to get PUSHED BACK in the mind.

Usually, it was his mother that came in & surprised them with drinks & snack but, it was Jotaro this time who took it upon himself to be a GRACIOUS host. She was thank him for his kindness & decided on whatever he was having. & while left to her own devices, ami took out a device---it was quite small, DESIGNED to be discreet with two white strings, earbuds attached to the end. Expecting him to be a minute but probably not TOO LONG, one side of her head was now occupied by an earbud; the other was left to listen out for anyone coming back to room. It did nothing for her, she was too ENTRACED by the music. Something DIFFERENT used to stimulate the mind.

Ami didn't think she was being TOO LOUD but obviously loud enough that she was CAUGHT IN THE ACT! ❝ AHH! ❞ She shriek, the ear piece falling down onto her lap as the music continue to blare. How in the world is someone who BIG as him so quite?! The embarrassment she felt in this moment really made her want to 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐋 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐍.

Well, attempting to be MUTE now was not going to help. Their eyes locked on for a second before they broke casually. Was her face red? Probably. ❝ Y-yea. My friend introduced me to the band; its more her style but I must admit, they do have a nice ring to them! ❞ If people could see her playlist, she might get SOME looks.

[sleetsong]

"  I  am  the  𝑷𝑹𝑬𝑻𝑻𝒀 𝑮𝑼𝑨𝑹𝑫𝑰𝑨𝑵,  who  fights  for  Love  and  Intelligence,  I  am  Sailor  Mercury!  Douse  yourself  in  𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 and 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐓 !  "

an independent & selective roleplay blog for Ami Mizuno (SAILOR MERCURY セーラーマーキュリー, Sērā Mākyurī) from naoko takeuchi's BISHOUJO SENSHI SAILOR MOON (美少女戦士セーラームーン). This blog is heavily headcanon based and PGSM based with inspiration taken from the anime as well as the manga.  written by Brooklyn, 35, she/her, Mountain/Arizona standard time.

[stardstschlar]

All things considered, he truly appreciated the fact that she wanted to give him time to heal, to focus on getting better rather than to work on the lessons that she had brought by. Jotaro was thankful for the consideration, but to help keep him focused he'd rather everything be diverted to the lessons at hand. Of course, the wounds he'd sustained from the fight mere hours ago were also there as a reminded that he was much more than what most had considered him to be.

Delinquent.

Thug.

Half of nothing.

The Kujo had done all he could to ignore the insults thrown his way by his fellow students, but there was only so much that could he could do. When the other had brought the lesson plans by, deep down he was appreciative that she hadn't jumped at him, hadn't flung herself at him. But she'd kept it cool, helped him in bandaging his arm and that was something Jotaro had...admired? No. That wasn't the right word, but there was a word for it. How she'd found his home, though, that was a different story altogether. But he wasn't going to complain when she'd taken time out of her day to stop by.

Quietly, he'd watched her; the smile she plastered upon her face - though it was polite, the brief case in hand ( was this a business proposition? ) But then, she set forth to help him in catching up, sitting beside him and speaking. People learned at different paces, Jotaro himself was a quick learner, so it shouldn't be too hard at all to get the concept.

And just like that, they'd kept things professional and business like for the next few hours.

There was a point in there when his mother had appeared with snacks to get through the lesson. At one point; he would have just scoffed and pushed back, but not with their being a guest in their home. And before they knew it, the afternoon became darker and darker. Two different subjects covered for the day. Math was an okay subject for him. In truth, he didn't struggle with it quite like he did with history - moreso to say; he'd found history boring. Unless it was the wild west era, but that was as far as his liking had gone. Leaning back Jotaro took a breath, raised a hand to rub at an eye and then said breath was released.

"Makes enough sense to grasp the problem." Though....it was more than likely how she explained things. Whereas, a teacher would have just droned on then moved right on to the next thing. Which would have only served to irritated him even more and earn his frustrations. Or, he would have just believed it all to be complete bull, but this wasn't the case currently. It was strange really, someone else working with him and talking to him as though he was a human being, rather than not. Not that he cared ( or did he? ) about how others had perceived him. It wasn't his issue, really.

[sleetsong]

People probably thought it was WEIRD of her to want to help someone who was (according to them) going nowhere in life. Who was going to give a chance to a young man who couldn't even BOTHERED to bring himself to school & apply himself? That seemed very SHORT-SIGHTED of the adults who were tasked to teach & guide. It was really EMBARRASSING to watch those around you give up so easily. Do they not see that their lack of attention & caring was a reflection on them? Obviously not; they would not be acting this way if they thought so.

Hearing that he understood most of what she explained caused a wave of relief to wash over her. ❝ Good. I'll make sure to update the flash cards before the next exam. ❞ Given him an assortment of cards with different formulas on them seemed to be the most EFFECTIVE to help; it allowed Jotaro see it & focus on the one problem. She didn't care how long it took him to figure it out so long as he did. Beside, Ami had nothing better to do; no one was CHECKING IN on her at home anyway.

Finally, when Ami looked up from her notebook & her eyes managed to glance outside, the night sky & illumining streetlights greeted her. ❝ The time escaped us. I apologize for keeping you so late Kujo-kun. ❞ While ami was aware she didn't have to apologize for anything, it didn't help that some OLD HABITS DIED HARD. ❝ We'll stop for the night. I should start heading home before it gets any darker. ❞

It was not UNCOMMON for ami to walk home when the streetlamps came on; cram school tend to run late anyway & luckily for her, nothing has happened yet. & when she got home, like clockwork, A POST-IT was waiting on the either the fridge or the white broad with a message from MOM. Sometimes it was thoughtful & sometimes it was something quick like "DINNER IN FRIDGE". It was dependent whether or not she was in a rush to head back to the hospital. Ami admired her mother's ability to pour everything into her own, even if it meant that she SACRIFICED time with her. Ami didn't hold it against her. She was doing she thought was right.

𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃'𝐒 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄.

❝ Keep the notes, are we still on for Saturday? ❞ Her head tilted somewhat to the side as she made the motion to stand. A simple head nod or shake would suffice. ❝ I don't expect to see you tomorrow, I will just keep tomorrow's lessons & build the plan from with that & a make shift exam. ❞

[stardstschlar]

Truthfully, he was surprised by her genuine concern. Everyone else had simply thrown themselves at him, claiming that they'd cared or were worried. Jotaro honestly found it incredibly irritating, especially when they were touching upon his person. However, there was a particular thing he'd noticed with this one, and he couldn't blame her at all. She'd seemed hesitant - nervous even. The rumors had spread around campus that he'd beat anyone up if they crossed him, practically break someone's neck just for looking at him wrong.

When the Joestar had caught wind of these rumors, he couldn't help but to roll his eyes and silently laugh at how ridiculous they'd all sounded. Of course, he could very well send someone to the hospital if he so chose to; his height and strength had quite a lot to do with that.

It also hadn't helped that the student body didn't do much, either. Other than to feed into these rumors, which made it pointless to even seek anyone out to correct certain situations. His teachers held his absences over his head like it was a way to punish him in some manner. He had his mother concerned at one point when she'd questioned some of the bruises on his face, then Jotaro knew he had no choice but to break down and tell the woman. Thankfully, she never enforced him to go back to school.

He had made that choice himself.

His head tilts as he sits still, silent as ever while listening to the girl speak. The idea that had been presented to him was not what the taller had been expecting, brows furrowing at said idea while he pondered her words. He could tell her to leave - that the idea sounded stupid and that he was bound to flunk anyways. But, she knew. She knew that he was smart ( strange to have someone say it ) and that she was willing to work with him spoke volumes. Had she been anyone else, Jotaro was certain that she would have a change of heart.

Taking a breath, the ravenette opens hid mouth to agree only to pause momentarily when she mentioned his arm hadn't looked too good. That had only gotten a soft huff from the male, followed by a small hiss at the pinch. Brows furrowed a brief glare was sent her way until lesson plans were brought up. He shifts himself, opting to keep his arm down for the time being so it wasn't used in any capacity. He shifts focus to said papers then back to her, "May as well get started on it. 'S not like I'll pass if I don't do anything." He shrugged, "You can stay, since you're here."

What would be the point of sending her away when she'd gone out of her way to get the lesson plan and notes to him?

[sleetsong]

                 In all fairness, given everything he has more than likely gone through JUST TODAY, Ami was fine putting their lesson the backburner at least until the weekend. If anything, it allowed her to build something for him specifically dependent on his learning style. Not everyone learned the same; some people NEEDED to see the problem being worked out & others NEEDED to do it themselves & figure it that way. If it meant that he would actually graduate, Ami was going to curate the teacher's lessons to be better suited for his needs.

                 But, of course, if he wasn't up for it, Ami was not going to FORCE Jotaro to do anything. That's one of the reasons people REJECT help; people make seem as though they are doing them a favor instead of offering support. Going off the little bit that she saw, whenever he was around the school, that was SPOTTY AT BEST. She knew what it was like to be OUTCASTED & JUDGED. The rumor mill tends to circulate faster than people give it credit for. The anxiety that came with that sent Ami into a BLACK HOLE of depression for the longest while. That is, until Usagi found her & decided that THE DARKNESS was not suited for her.

                 It was be presumptuous to say that she was extending the kindness in the same way. Ami could not see herself in that same light even if she tried, but to allow someone FLUNK OUT because the school REFUSED to get their student body in order. That was unacceptable. ❝ Exacerbating your shoulder won't do you any good either. I can returned this weekend & we'll make up for the lost time. ❞ But no, he was FULL of surprises.

                 Truth be told, she was a little confused as to why he wanted to her to stay. After all, he did get into an ALTERCATION that was substantial enough that going to school became more of a chore than it usually was. One would think that listening to the lessons from the day would only make things worse; she wouldn't have held it against him to come back a different day. Instead, he was looking to PUSH FORWARD. Remarkable. Unnecessary, but still remarkable all the same.

                 & of course, she was not about to argue with him either. While Ami wasn't in the market to AGREE with everything either, she was cutting him a break given the circumstances. 𝑯𝑬𝑹 𝑺𝑴𝑰𝑳𝑬 𝑾𝑨𝑺 𝑨𝑺 𝑳𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 𝑨𝑺 𝑯𝑬𝑹 𝑭𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑬𝑺. ❝ Alright, but no complaining if you get a headache. ❞ Jotaro wanted to treat this as any other day. Alright, she can do that. ❝ Don't get up. ❞ Taking her brief case, she she placed it to the side & brought a chair over to where he was laying. ❝ Alright, so where we last left off... ❞

& 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐊𝐄𝐏𝐓 𝐈𝐓 𝐀𝐒 𝐁𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐔𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐅𝐄𝐖 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒.

                 There was even one point where his mother GRACED them with snacks to get through their lesson plan. & before they knew it, the afternoon became darker, & darker. Two different subjects were covered today. ❝ Does that make sense? I can break it down further if need be; this one can be a bit complicated depending on what part of the problem you are looking to solve first. ❞

[stardstschlar]

@sleetsong continued from this.

He'd skipped school again.

It wasn't like he didn't already know anything that was being taught in his classes, but moreso the fact he hadn't wished to be around a slew of people - particularly the fan girls. He was on his way to school when a group of thugs had cornered him, one bringing a broken bottle to said fight ( how in the hell was that possible? ) And others had brought knives. That was the typical fight he'd get into, not of his doing, if he's honest. In fact; he was minding his own business.

Unfortunately; his size and features had a lot to do with that. A lot of the time it was his mother being brought into things, and that pissed him off like no tomorrow. The Kujo had decided to return home afterwards, telling his mother a small lie, that he wasn't feeling well. The ever diligent mother that she was Holly had made the call that he would be out for the day due to stomach issues. Although, physically, that wasn't the case but the woman wouldn't push. And Jotaro had been thanful for that.

It was sometime later that he'd heard his mother at his door, mentioning that there had been someone from school bringing the missing work for the day. He remembers silently cursing and throwing on his shirt to open the door and reveal the one person who he had never expected to show up.

It would be minutes later that he'd been sat down, Ami working on his wound that rested along his jaw. A soft wince leaves him, though he'd made no other movement or said no other word. When she'd come around, motioning towards his arm when he'd raised a brow it was then that understanding flicked across his ffeatures . The ravenette shifted his weight, lifting his arm to move and rotate it, another wince leaving him as a sharp pain ran along his arm and up to his neck.

Ah hell.

"It's not broken." Just tender, he supposed.

[sleetsong]

She was not here to penalize him nor was she here to pester him about whatever the hell happened. All she was concerned about was his WELL BEING. Ami saw how some of the girls threw themselves at him & she also saw his DISDAIN for their lack of tact & their lack of SELF-AWARENESS. It also didn't help that some teacher looked to hold his attendance record against him. However, that was a bit difficult if you consider his SIZE & OVERALL DEMEANOR. Ami, didn't care about any of that. Oh sure, he could more than likely SNAP HER IN HALF if he really wanted to, but judging by how much Jotaro seemed to DETEST HUMAN CONTACT, she was more than likely safe.

When it came to his schooling, she was not in the business to make him do anything. Just the MENTION of it cause a glare her away that was strong enough to make her rethink on the spot how to approach helping him not flunk out. The QUIET approach was not going to cut it. So, she managed to grow a pair in a short amount of time & laid down the law. ❝ I'm not going to make you go but I won't have you flunk out either. So, how about this. I know you're not dumb & the student body is not helping in the slightest. So, I will bring you the notes. I will go over the lessons & help you through them. You just show up for the exams. & what ever happens from there, happens. Deal?? ❞ & as we can all see, he didn't EAT her.

& it was that past conversation & agreement that lead her to this situation right now. ❝ Its not doing too well either. ❞ She was NOT a fan of touching people & yet, she gentle pinched at his shoulder with her palm. Why? Need to make sure that his shoulder was not out of the socket. This is the part where a woman, touching a man's muscles would SWOON & attempt to not faint. & here is Ami, making something that would be on WATTPAD EVERYWHERE, very unattractive & clinical. One would think he was in a doctor's office. ❝ Well, its still in socket. If you must lift it, try to do it slow as possible; keep it perpendicular if you can. ❞

This is also the part when he was to GRILLED as to what happened. Not showing up was one thing, but these injuries were intentional from WHOMEVER OR WHATEVER had it out for him. She had no desire to pull information out of him; it was his business & if he didn't want to share it for preservation purposes, then who was she to pull it out of him. ❝ I have the lesson plan for today. I don't expect you to want to read it right now; I can just leave it with you if you want me to go now. ❞